And All This Stretch Of River Is A Mirror, And You Have
The Shadowy Reflections Of The Leafage And The Curving Shores And The
Receding Capes Pictured In It.
Well, that is all beautiful; soft and
rich and beautiful; and when the sun gets well up, and distributes
A
pink flush here and a powder of gold yonder and a purple haze where it
will yield the best effect, you grant that you have seen something that
is worth remembering.
We had the Kentucky Bend country in the early morning - scene of a
strange and tragic accident in the old times, Captain Poe had a small
stern-wheel boat, for years the home of himself and his wife. One night
the boat struck a snag in the head of Kentucky Bend, and sank with
astonishing suddenness; water already well above the cabin floor when
the captain got aft. So he cut into his wife's state-room from above
with an ax; she was asleep in the upper berth, the roof a flimsier one
than was supposed; the first blow crashed down through the rotten boards
and clove her skull.
This bend is all filled up now - result of a cut-off; and the same agent
has taken the great and once much-frequented Walnut Bend, and set it
away back in a solitude far from the accustomed track of passing
steamers.
Helena we visited, and also a town I had not heard of before, it being
of recent birth - Arkansas City.
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